The sea is vast and boundless, and it is not as vast as the grassland, which makes people feel comfortable, but more of an otherworldly mystery.

In fact, human beings know no more about the ocean than the universe outside the sky, don't believe in the seemingly perfect globe.

On a medium-sized ocean-going freighter, a woman with a concave figure and binoculars on her eyes looked at the endless waves rolling in the distance, and there was not much sea breeze, but those waves were half-floating on the surface of the sea with their backs exposed.

The woman's name is Kurai Tsuki, the true owner of this freighter.

She adjusted the focus, her eyes gradually retracted, there was no scenery on the sea nearby, except for blue or blue, even a little water wave was rare, it was a sunny weather, but I don't know why, she always felt that the sky and the sea seemed to gradually change color, much darker, of course, this is just a feeling, when you look closely, it is still so blue.

Just when she was about to take off the telescope and return to the guest room to rest, she glanced in front of the camera and seemed to see a black shadow undulating and fluttering on the blue sea.

"Huh, what's that?"

She hurriedly refocused, looking for the black shadow of Fang Cai.

Within a moment, her eyes once again found the helpless shadow, after all, in a blue background, it would not be too difficult to find a little different color.

"Oh my God, that's a man!"

The woman exclaimed, hurriedly turned her head, and said to the two eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls standing behind her, expressionless, but still handsome:

"Quick, go and call Ichiro Inobe. ”

"Hey!"

One of the expressionless women answered, turning and walking towards the captain's quarters.

Her steps seemed unhurried, but they were fast, and the length of each step was the same.

This girl must have been educated with extremely strict rules since she was a child.

Soon, a gray-haired middle-aged man came running quickly, and he was the captain of the ship, Ichiro Inobe.

However, he is only the captain of this cargo ship, and the woman in front of him has hundreds of such cargo ships.

"Miss, you called me?"

"Hmm. ”

The woman answered, and did not talk nonsense, but pointed to the sea a little farther away and said:

"There was a figure floating there, and immediately someone was called to see if it was still alive. ”

Ichiro Ibbe looked into the distance, and on the blue sea, there was indeed a distinct black dot shaking.

"Fusheng, Jincheng, you two immediately get off the speedboat, go there to see, if you are alive, you will be rescued, if you are dead, see if there is anything to prove your identity, just bring it back. ”

There are two speedboats under the freighter, and ordinary freighters would not sail with two speedboats like this, but in order for this eldest lady to drive a speedboat next to the freighter when he is bored, Ichiro Ibe has to do this.

Fusheng and Kaneshiro, two very experienced sailors, climbed down the side of the ship with great speed, and a moment later they heard the roar of the engine below, and then a blue and white speedboat broke through the waves and sped straight away towards the dark shadow in the distance.

After a while, Ichiro Inobe's walkie-talkie came with Kaneshiro's incredible cry:

"Oh my God, it's unbelievable that this guy still has a heartbeat. ”

Ichiro Ibe shouted at Kaneshiro without waves, and asked according to the walkie-talkie:

"What's so incredible? Is he badly injured?"

Jin Cheng's voice came immediately:

"No, I can't see any injuries on his body, anyway... It's a miracle he's still alive, we'll be back right away, and you'll soon know why. ”

About ten minutes later, the speedboat returned, and several sailors descended the ropes and dragged their men up to the deck.

Ichiro Inabe finally understood why Kaneshiro said that he couldn't see the scars on the surface of his body, and he also understood what the so-called incredible was.

The person who was rescued in the sea was covered with dark green seaweed, which is why it looked like a black figure from a distance, but in fact, this person was defenseless, and he must have encountered a great wind and waves in the sea, causing his clothes and even his underwear to be swept away by the waves.

The most bizarre thing is that when Jincheng and Fusheng carried him to the deck, it was obvious that this person's body was as hard as a piece of wood, one raised his head and the other raised his feet, and this black body did not bend at all.

Only a corpse that has been dead for about twelve hours will stiffen to such an extent, but this man is a living person.

Ichiro Inobe touched the neck of the man who was still unconscious for a moment, and exclaimed with an incredible face:

"It's a miracle, he's still alive, how could it be! ”

Everyone here knows very well that if a person soaks in the seawater and his body is covered with seaweed, then he has at least lost consciousness in the seawater, and his body cannot move for more than half a month, can a person float in the seawater for half a month and not die?

It's an absolute miracle.

Because then Jincheng and Fusheng said that when the two of them rescued this person, he was floating on his stomach on the sea, and looking at the scarcity of seaweed on the front half of his body, this can prove that this person has been floating in the sea like this for a long time.

How long can a person live if he faints on his stomach and his nostrils are blocked by the sea water and he can't breathe?

However, the man is still alive.

This is no longer a miracle, but a miracle.

"Saling, blow lost, you two, wipe the seaweed off his body and don't hurt him. ”

Kurai Yue said to the two expressionless girls behind her.

This woman's words, for the two girls, are orders, rules, they obey orders, let alone let them clean a man's body with their hands, even let them strip naked and wipe this man with their own bodies, they will not say a word.

Of course, to clean a man's body, nothing fits better than a woman's hands.

Soon, the man's body finally saw the light of day.

It was a perfect body, the muscles of the whole body seemed to be pregnant with speed and strength, but there was no sense of burden, and it should be big enough.

Such a body made everyone's eyes shine, even the two Sa Ling and Blow Loss, who were always ice-faced, not only had a ripple in their eyes.

For a good-looking man's body, a woman's performance is no different from a man's look at a woman.

"Miss, we can't clean his right palm. ”

Kurai Yue looked over, and saw that the man who was still unconscious was holding something tightly in his right hand, and the dark green seaweed wrapped around her fingers, so that she could not see the slightest thing in the palm.

"You two can't break your fingers?"

Saling and Blowing Lost nodded and nodded in acquiescence.

Jin Cheng was not convinced, he was a famous strong man among all sailors.

"I'll try it, my Jincheng can pinch the existence of beer cans with one hand, and there can't be a finger that I can't break!

However, after a while, the guy blushed and muttered awkwardly:

"This guy's bones must be made of steel, phew, he can't break them at all!"

Kurai Yue saw that everyone couldn't open this man's finger, so he said:

"Take him to the bathroom, wash himself with warm water, and then let him rest in the room next to my room, and you call the doctor to show him at the well. ”

Saling and Fuki hurriedly carried the stiff man to the cabin bathroom, and the well used the walkie-talkie to call the doctor to follow.

Jing Bian was not worried that this man was a wicked man, because they had enough ability to protect themselves on this ship.

It's just that Sa Ling and Blowing off those two cold girls can kill more than a dozen big men with their bare hands. This is evident from their names.

Sa Ling and Blowing Lost are the names of two weapons in ancient ninjutsu, and they are just weapons.

The modern freighter was brightly lit even at night, and the deck was still bustling, and the sailors who had changed shifts did not go back to sleep so quickly, but sat on the deck and drank and talked about the women blushing.

Above the captain's quarters of this freighter is a large viewing room, where Kurai Tsuki lives.

There were five rooms here, and the people they had rescued during the day lived in the bedrooms next to them.

He woke up in a deep coma, his half-open eyes confused for a moment, and in just a moment, those eyes were clear and bright.

It's as if a person who is extremely tired is suddenly filled with energy.

The room was dimly lit, except for a small wall lamp that emitted a dim glow.

Outside the window, it was pitch black in the distance, but in the distance, the scattered light from the side slanted through the glass, forming a halo of mist-like light.

"I... Where is this?"

He thought suspiciously, but then, the clear eyes revealed boundless fear and panic:

"I... I... Who am I?"

There is nothing more terrifying in the world.

"Who am I, and where am I?"

The question filled his head in a short time, as if it was about to burst his skull, and the pain in his soul made him tremble. Breathing heavily.

"Huh, what is this?"

In his panic, he felt something in his right palm.

However, when he tried to raise his hand to look at his palm, he found that his whole body, except for his eyes, seemed to be out of his control.

It wasn't numbness from nerve damage, it was the inability to move my body when I felt my body clearly.

He wanted to raise his hand, but he used all his strength, and in a faint and unpleasant friction sound, he barely let his hand be raised in front of his eyes, as for wanting to sit up, it was not even a thought, his strength was not enough to break free from this stiffness.

In the palm of his hand was a small ball sealed with tree wax, which seemed to be wrapped in something, and he even sweated profusely in order to prop his fingers open.

"A folded cigarette box tin foil with what appears to be handwriting on it!"

He quickly saw what was inside, and immediately clenched his steel teeth, and he could clearly see that his lower abdomen was bulging high, obviously using the strength to feed.

Finally bringing his right hand to his mouth, he bit down hard with his teeth on the tree wax that wrapped the note.

The tin foil inside was stained with a trace of saliva and scattered out.

He carefully licked open the cotton cloth with his tongue, and with his right hand he held the paper in front of him like a wooden shelf, and saw a text on it that surprised him inexplicably.

To be exact, it was a letter, a letter to yourself......